Intensity

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As I was sitting next to my new friends at lunch, I was quietly eating not saying a word while the other students spoke in a foreign language. I wasn't able to understand what they said, but by the looks of it they didn't talk about anything interesting maybe just about how their day was or another studying trick, maybe even complaining about how hard English was to learn. I on the other hand was in another world already with my headphone in my ears watching my favorite show. After some time saw another figure sitting on the opposite side of the table. There were many students who didn't know each other and just sat wherever they could just so they wouldn't be alone.

After some time though I saw a hand gently playing with the ring on my right hand, only to look up and be met by intense yet gentle and kind eyes. I could see the jejuneness and naiveness in their eyes. Truly a moment to bestow. Never had I in my entire life have so beautiful eyes. Black like never-ending darkness engulfing you and covering with all kinds of colours and emotions.

It was like being dragged into a storm having to dance with the waves curving your body in sync in order to enjoy the moment and reach the eye of the storm. So free, and careless of the world. Never caring a single bit about what the others do and think but being ready to destroy anything coming in their way in order to protect the one they love. Incredible.

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